As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

As if Ling Zhi had really received some praise, the upward arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more raised.

He said: "The two of them are still asleep, how about waking them up after a while."

Xiao Yunjian nodded, and found a stone pier to sit down on his own.

His head was a little groggy, and his eyelids drooped and he knocked up and down twice.

He thought that he hadn't had much rest for two nights and was terribly sleepy.

In fact, he had nothing to talk about, so he just propped his head on the stone table and dozed off.

When he fell asleep like this, Ling Zhi also hissed.

He just quietly looked at Xiao Yunjian.

Looking at his familiar yet unfamiliar sleeping face.

Sighed deeply.

He also didn't know what was going on with him, and he was even more suspicious.

Xiao Yunjian in front of him is Xiao Yunjian.

Isn't that something he's been steadfast in?

His fingers outlined Xiao Yunjian's face in the void.

As if to draw him deeply in the bottom of my heart.

Then, he walked into the room slowly, and took a thicker cloak to cover Xiao Yunjian.

Sitting opposite to Xiao Yunjian again, he watched him quietly.

If you look at 1000 or 1 years, you won't get bored.

Xiao Yunjian did not sleep soundly.

His dream is full of the past 300 years ago——

From entering the Supreme Immortal Gate to being taught by Ling Zhi in Wujing Peak.

When it came time to pull out the natal sword and go down the mountain to practice, Ling Zhi took care of himself.

Then came those still sweet and happy times.

In the end, it took a sharp turn for the worse. He saw Qing Lin, who was born eight times like himself, at the demon slaughter meeting.

Broken swords, disfigured faces, accusations...

In the end, he died in Pengzhou Mansion, and everything returned to dust.

"no, do not want--"

Xiao Yunjian woke up from the nightmare, took a few deep breaths, and only then eased the despair in the dream.

He seemed to experience once again the pain he had suffered in the past.

But from the perspective of others.

He looked at himself being so rampant and dripping with blood, seeing himself being wounded all over his body but still stubbornly following.

He wanted to stop his fall, but he couldn't do anything.

That deep sense of despair imprinted in his heart, engraved in his bones.

It is also remembering almost the same things that he had forgotten in his sleep for 300 years.

Seeing his situation, Ling Zhi hurried up and asked, "A Jian, what's the matter? Are you all right?"

However, Xiao Yunjian waved his hand and pushed Ling Zhi, who had no warning, staggered: "Stay away from me! Don't call me Ah Jian!"

Here we go again, here we go again!

How could the irritability lingering in his heart be untied so lightly.

Especially seeing Ling Zhi every day.

How could he soften because of Ling Zhi's two years of silent guarding?

It is clear that Ling Zhi personally chose each of the things in his deep memory, and did it to himself.

Xiao Yunjian only felt that his headache was about to split, like a jackhammer smashed him to pieces and he couldn't recover.

He rubbed his forehead, not noticing that Ling Zhi was covering the wound on his waist that was torn again the moment he was pushed away.

But Ling Zhi didn't care about himself.

He only cared about what happened to Xiao Yunjian.

He asked anxiously again: "Is it a nightmare? It's okay, the things in the nightmare are all false, so don't worry."

He thought Xiao Yunjian was dreaming of Lu Fuying or Gu Zheng.

But it never occurred to him that his words pierced Xiao Yunjian's heart like a thorn.

Xiao Yunjian felt chills all over his body, and immediately laughed out loud.

He looked at Ling Zhi as if wrapped in a sharp ice blade, and said coldly as if he was about to kill someone: "I have my own conclusions about falsehood and truth. But it has nothing to do with you, Mr. Ling, Ling Zhi ...the Demon Lord."

He bit every word hard.

Even if Ling Zhi doesn't understand it, he understands most of it.

It was his own overstepping of time again that made Xiao Yunjian angry.

He opened his mouth, wondering if he blurted out a sentence, which would make Xiao Yunjian even more unhappy.

But he also has to say.

He apologized, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, Yunjian, I just made a slip of the tongue. If you have extra anger, it's better to always let it out than to hold it in your heart now."

Check it out.

Again, he took all the mistakes on himself.

Xiao Yunjian only felt that the jackhammer in his skull was getting heavier and heavier, and there was also an evil fire on his body.

Even his ears were buzzing, and his eyes were blurred.

He watched Ling Zhi's mouth open for a long time, but he didn't know what he said, but he couldn't hear half of it.

I feel a little more annoying in my heart.

He waved his hand and cut away the mist in front of him.

He got up quickly, ready to leave.

But when he stood up a little harder, he only felt that his eyes suddenly went dark.

And then didn't know it at all.

When Xiao Yunjian woke up here, he was surrounded by the familiar smell of incense, and his body was covered with the brocade quilt he usually used.

He rubbed the space between his brows, but his hands were scalding hot.

He just remembered that his current body is just a mortal.

He will be disturbed by worry, and he will be chilled by cold water.

I will also have nightmares again and again, repeating the things I want to forget over and over again.

He leaned on the side of the bed and walked slowly to the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

He thought that the water should be cold, but it was warm just right.

When the nurse opened the door and entered, she saw him sitting at the table holding a cup and thinking.

Busily put down the work in hand, came to support him and went back to the bed, said: "Why don't you call me?"

Pointing to his neck, Xiao Yunjian said in a hoarse voice: "Some are speechless. Did you prepare this water?"

The nurse poured two more glasses of water for him, watched him moisten his throat, and then said, "You don't know how much I was shocked just now! This water is what Ling... Ling Zhi asked me to prepare." , He said that when you wake up, you will definitely have a dry mouth. He also said that people with typhoid fever should drink more warm water."

Xiao Yunjian didn't respond, pushed away the nurse who brought him another cup, and said, "Enough."

The nurse accepted the teacup according to her words, and said, "Ling Zhi just used his body to block you in order to prevent you from fainting on the ground. The wound was bloody and torn. When I heard the noise, he still With a pale face, let me see how you are, saying that you are hot all over."

Xiao Yunjian licked his lower lip and let out an oh.

He couldn't figure out what he was thinking in his heart.

After only a moment, he said again: "I'm still a little thirsty, please."

The nurse beamed, then stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and said, "Look, drink more water and take a rest, even the temperature has dropped a lot."

Xiao Yunjian hummed, and drank another cup.

He leaned against the head of the bed, staring blankly at the courtyard outside the thin layer of window paper.

The nurse then said softly: "Just now I was preparing to pack out the west wing so that Ling Zhi could live there to recover from his injuries. It didn't come to fruition. He was unwilling, saying that his small house was enough."

Xiao Yunjian took a deep breath and said, "Can I invite a doctor?"

"I invited you." The wet nurse replied again.

"Then ask the doctor to take good care of it." Xiao Yunjian lay down, pulled the quilt up, and said, "Zheng'er's little wooden sword is not ready yet, isn't he going to teach swordsmanship?"

Although the wet nurse doesn't understand the twists and turns between the two of them, but now there are only these two people by Gu Zheng's side, it is safest to repair them.

Gu Aoshuang's letter arrived at the post station in Yule Town ten days later.

At that time, the wooden sword made by Ling Zhi was complete, and Gu Zheng took Xiao Yunjian to name the sword he had been thinking about.

Xiao Yunjian stared at it for a while, then said: "Then it might as well be called chaihuo, anyway, it is made of wooden sticks from the back kitchen firewood."

The wet nurse burst out laughing, and Ling Zhi was also a little embarrassed.

Gu Zheng didn't know what to do, he went in, muttered a few words to himself, and then took the firewood to the side and waved it casually.

Xiao Yunjian looked at Ling Zhi's sword style, and gestured with his fingers once or twice.

As soon as Ling Zhi took the move, he saw it, and said: "You can use me—"

"No need." Xiao Yunjian immediately stopped his actions.

Just as he was looking for a reason to go out for a stroll, he heard someone from the station outside yelling: "My lord, your letter has arrived."

Xiao Yunjian personally opened the door to receive the letter, and sat on the rocking chair to read it as soon as he turned around.

English characters are left at the end.

As expected, it was a letter from Gu Aoshuang.

How is my brother?See words like meeting.The younger sister has found a good doctor in the inner court that can cure the stubborn disease, and she is only waiting for the medicine in the hands of her elder brother.

I don't know if my brother can see it?Hope to let you know, to comfort my sister.

Xiao Yunjian read through the entire letter, but shook his head helplessly.

Ling Zhifang helped Gu Zheng take the next step, seeing Xiao Yun's remonstrance, he asked directly, "Who is it?"

"The one a few days ago." Xiao Yunjian replied casually.

The wet nurse then sent the servants to work elsewhere, and she herself took the letter from Xiao Yunjian's hand and burned it clean.

Xiao Yunjian didn't hide Ling Zhi's back, but said: "That person is still thinking about asking me to find medicine."

"But you want to refuse to cooperate with him?" Ling Zhi asked.

Xiao Yunjian braced his chin, tapped his finger on the stone table: "It's not necessary."

Ling Zhi nodded and said: "The only thing you are worried about is that if this matter comes to light, Gu Aoshuang will definitely get involved with you, and it will even lead to Gu Zheng. At that time, you will be ashamed of Lu Fuying's entrustment, but?"

Although Xiao Yunjian didn't want to nod.

But Ling Zhi's words and sentences revealed all the thoughts in his heart.

He sighed: "Yes."

Ling Zhi said again: "In the past, Lu Fuying hated Mu Shurong so much, and wished to behead him for public display. You can... write a letter."

Xiao Yunjian was extremely surprised: "You mean, let me be frank, kill the father and keep the son?"

Ling Zhi nodded slowly: "I know that the empress wanted to kill him in the past because he manipulated power. Now, his power has been handed over, and there is no reason anymore. But what Gu Aoshuang said is also right, Lu Yan is his Parent and child, he can't do it now, but what about in the future?"

Xiao Yunjian pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

In the end, he was speechless and only said: "I told Gu Aoshuang first that he can come and have a look at Zheng'er. Let him come first, can we make an appointment in your haunted house?"

Ling Zhi nodded: "Of course you can. Just don't call the Gu family's huge posture to let others know about it."

Xiao Yunjian also said: "Naturally. I also thought about this matter before I arranged it at your place."

Speechless for a long time.

Gu Zheng over there couldn't hold back his horse's stance, and sat down on the ground.

Ling Zhi hurriedly turned his head to look at him, but heard Xiao Yunjian asked lightly: "That's the devil emperor, aren't you afraid...?"

Ling Zhi hooked his lips and smiled slightly, and said, "What does it have to do with me?"

In this world, in this life.

Apart from you, what do others have to do with me?

The author has something to say: I am exhausted, I went out with my friends today to play

Then she finally remembered that she still had two essays, which were not finished yet.

LOL

感谢在2021-07-1020:48:20~2021-07-1120:17:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I will do this bowl of medicine first and respect one;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of moiu; 1 bottle of Emperor Yiju;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!